Amy Kerswell

Rookie - 0 Points (04 06 1987 / Bath UK)

Attackers 1 - Poem by Amy Kerswell

I hope you die.

You didnt give a shit that day.
the thousands of stars ago.
What was wrong with me?
Being attacked loads of times.
By 5 different men.

I hate the colur green now.
Hate catching a red bus.
I still live in fear.

Every time I see you all.
I want to shout.
I want to hurt you like you hurt me.
But I cant.

You all took my rights away.
You took my trust.
If I didnt want you to do it.
You did it anyway.

None of you gave a flying shit.
So long as you had power.
Thats what its about.
You have to have power.
And degrade your victim.

You never give/gave a shit.
Your laghing becuase you got away with it.
But I'm not laghing.
I, m crying inside.

I hate you 5 bastards.
I wish you no good.
I'll never forgive you.
I cant.

I hope you have guilt.
I hope you feel shit.
I hope you fell worthless and ashamed.
For thats how you made and make me feel.

I wish you no good.
I offer no forgivness.
I wish you shit.
But I hope you die.


Comments about Attackers 1 by Amy Kerswell

  • (12/25/2006 12:09:00 AM)


    Five huh? Mass homicide anyone? (Report) Reply

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Poem Submitted: Sunday, May 7, 2006

Poem Edited: Thursday, July 22, 2010


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